Take my hand and pull up my sleeves
Look at my arm that it decieves...

I shouldn't think about you this much.
ShoulShouldn'tcrave your kiss...

Red-the color of your cheeks as I walked in.
Orange-her lip gloss smeared across your lips...

Laugh too loud
Fake a smile...

I sit in the dark, all hope lost;
I never before gave thought to the cost...

Here I am again,
Sitting in my room...

Everything spins around her
Blurred and unclear...

I cry myself to sleep, thinking of you.
How you said that you can't deal...

Don't say you're sorry
You don't mean it...

The pain wells up inside,
Like an ocean...

The black tears run down my cheeks
All I can do is cry...

I'm through trying
Sick of crying...